Me? Pregnant?

Up until maybe a week ago, people have been saying that I was particularly small for whatever stage of pregnancy that I happen to be at. I quite liked hearing that. It fulfilled whatever body image affirmation I required to be happy with my physique. This week, people have started saying the opposite. I'm hearing a lot of, "Wow, you're really starting to look pregnant now!", or, "your tummy is really sticking out now!", or, "Hey, I can now tell that you're pregnant when I look at you from behind!". That was my personal favourite. I know that I am supposed to look pregnant seeing as I actually am, but somehow I am not enjoying being told that I look it after so many months of being told that I was barely showing. Don't feel bad if you are one of the people who have made such comments. The issue is mine. It's just that I deluded myself into thinking that I could get through the whole nine months in size eight, non-maternity jeans. I officially declared those uncomfortable yesterday and took some hand-me-down maternity jeans to the tailor to be shortened just today. If the size eight jeans were a slightly lower rise, I could have done it! I know I could have! Ok, I get it. I look pregnant. Just go easy on telling me about it, will ya?